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[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

 First day out of the bloody hospital wing and all she cares about is that I was with--

[He's stopping himself from muttering. The currently seventeen-year-old Ron currently has more pressing matters at hand than worrying if a virus is happening or not. It's not long before he says it either.]

Right. Anyone know how to get rid of a mental girlfriend? Y'know, the sort that cling on tighter when you try.

Might as well have tried everything and it still hasn't worked, but ideas they'd be bloody well useful at this point.

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[fromacupboard]

Yeah that won't work...

That's going to bother the bloody hell out of me, Ron.

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

Maybe I can write Mum and she'll stop it--[low blow!]

S'not my fault. 'Sides you've got to have loads more to worry about than Cho Chang.

[fromacupboard]

I don't think she'd appreciate it if you told your mother.

Can't argue with that.

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

Well, I don't appreciate walking into public places and seeing her snogging people.

Just remember to tell that me to, er, remember to remind you to beware Cho. For when it comes.

[fromacupboard]

She's doing it in public? That's different. Doesn't she get embarrassed?

Right. I'll be wary of her.

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

How else do you expect I saw her? Apparently not enough so.

Great. Oh. And remind me leprechaun gold disappears, would ya? [He will forever want to pay him back. :|]

[fromacupboard]

You might've walked in on her in a room or something. ...I guess she's not shy anymore, huh?

Don't kiss Lavender, beware Cho, and leprachaun gold disappears. Got it. Anything else? I'll make a list.

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

It was in the middle of a corridor! [which totally wasn't their secret way to Gryffindor Tower, really. There's a snort.] She was only ever shy around you.

Sounds 'bout right. Can't think of anything more that would be too bad to know.

[fromacupboard]

That's a bit too open. I can see why that might bother you. ...Oh. Well. Can't I just stand there and she won't snog?

Bad as in it's bad things or bad as in if it changes it'll get worse?

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

'Cause she's not bothered with you now, o'course. Woulda worked about two years ago.

Bit of both. When's a year at Hogwarts not bad, anyway?

[fromacupboard]

Right. Of course she'd grow out of that. I don't really know what you'd do about that. Get Hermione to complain about it?

I was kind of hoping it would get better after this one. All well.

[makessacrifices.livejournal.com]

Can't exactly ignore it, can I? [awkward turtle.] Hermione and I aren't really talking right now.

Seriously, mate? Blimey, never knew you were that optimistic.

[fromacupboard]

It seems rather distracting, yeah. ...Oh. Uh. I'm out of ideas then.

What's that supposed to mean? I can be optimistic! I have loads of optimism.